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EAT SEAMS DUH CASE
fractalcore

seasons'
 1
fame fluctuates
 2
in rainbow hues
 3
and coaled fire,
 4
dancing atoms
 5
to wild thrills
 6
as they trip
 7
 
 
overweight --
 8
 
 
night too nigh
 9
to naught.
 10




written 06/01/08
after the now-defunct poem
@ http://poetrycritical.net/read/47647/
thanks, Tosty.

20 Jun 08

Rated 9.3 (7.2) by 5 users.
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Inactive (10): 1, 2, 3, 3, 4, 5, 9, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10

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lovely imagery and word play
 — nisetru

thanks for reading and the kind words, nisetru.
any new poems from you?
: )
 — fractalcore

thanks for that, mod.

also for the unknown who said something
quite beautiful.
: )
 — fractalcore

no good
 — unknown

well, my dear unky, show me how to write better.
show me your username first.

thanks for stopping by.
: )
 — fractalcore

This section is called comments, not requests.
 — unknown

seasoned failure
burns
in crimson hues
and coated tums,
no comfort
to a stomache
as it turns

overweight --

McDonald's to Wendy's
large fries.
 — unknown

requests is the non-verbal prerequisite to critiques and you
should be able to justify your comment if you can't crit.

thunks again.
: )
 — fractalcore

My poem is my justification.

You owe me some tums.
 — unknown

dear fractal. what is "rainbow hues" doing in the same poem with

night too nigh
to naught.

so maybe i can't tell when you are being colorful or monochromatic
 — unknown

ok, that's a pretty nice version. too bad you can't
see Tosty's poem.

or are you Tosty in disguise?
i toast my six-six-sixth cup of tea to you.
: )
 — fractalcore

nope, just a new user who stumbled on your poem and didn't like it.
 — unknown

hmm, i don't like myself that much either.
is this the only one you've nibbled on and
puked out?

here's a bad advise: read more in the list.
seriously, you should.


and welcome to PC, btw.
this piece is not meant to please the reader
and i suppose it was a no-sweat read to you
till S3. fire owes its being to coal here or to the
absence of color, and fire is the burning desire
of Being to commune with naught.
: )
 — fractalcore

hmm, i don't like myself that much either.
is this the only one you've nibbled on and
puked out?

here's a bad adviCe: read more in the list.
seriously, you should.


and welcome to PC, btw.
this piece is not meant to please the reader
and i suppose it was a no-sweat read to you
till S3. fire owes its being to coal here or to the
absence of color, and fire is the burning desire
of Being to commune with naught.
: )
 — fractalcore

on the other hand, it's impossible not to eat at all, maybe eat a little and natural food full of vitamins and minerals, for the cells not to choke, grow old and die too soon would be a case
 — nisetru

hi, nisetru.

of course, it's impossible not to eat but even the atoms,
no matter how minute, can be as heavy as a black
hole. it is in the event of a black hole that it has
become very gluttonous and seemingly dead.

thanks for the comeback.
: )
 — fractalcore

Ah, yes. This is very good. great imagery.
 — PaulS

thanks, PaulS.
: )
 — fractalcore

|2, "fluctuates" shouldn't be capitalized.
|7, change "trip" to "tip" ... it just seems like a more appropriate word
|8, "overwrought?" blah.
|9,10, any particular reason for the alliteration?
 — Virgil

fractalcore

i can't believe you get into discussion with -unknowns- you know perfectly well it leads to nowhere!

atoms love to dance.
 — raskolniikov

Virgil, thanks for stopping by.
you have very "dull" eyes and a very bright mind.

shouldn't that letter "n" in your moniker be an "L"?
thanks again, dued.
: )
 — fractalcore

ahh yes the Dance of naught or whirling nothing is ever-thin -- the beauty of impermanence - AlchemiA reborn as AphroDite
 — AphroDite

hi, rask, been a while. how's you?

most unknowns are ok and i don't really have a big problem
with them. yeah, atoms love to dance and binge on food, too.
look at them trip on the dance floor, hehe.
: )
 — fractalcore

ey there, AlchemiA aka AphroDite.
yes, the beauty of impermanence and
permanent recycling of the same thing.
: )
 — fractalcore

In Q theories it's kinda like they fit ideas and speculations to mathematical algorithms like looking for a way through the senses for that which cannot be described by sense based metaphor -- like how do you describe the theory of something coming from nothing? It is a sense based limitation that Mystic's and Poets (same thing) have been trying to approach within the sense based limitations of language. Thus the need to see with kalisEyes and break up the forms and rituals of tunnel vision dualities implicit in language symbol and metaphor. The Higgs/Boson construct which they are trying to prove is the Scientific equivalent of that nothing which is the Mother of God. The amorphousness of what is you and I at the level of Poetic expression comes close to this implicit realization -- a Poem becomes a Garden of Hearts where you and I are distinctions that no longer apply -- like Lovers wrestling as one under the Moon and under the Sun -- like that kiss -- to kiss the beloved with the same kiss the beloved kisses me and in that kiss is an eternity -- that convergence of Time and Space as Now and Here brought together: nowhere -- A Poem can be like that (like this pome/song ) -- the Poet is an 11 dimensional channel painting a picture in words of the greater realities all around -- it is the reality behind the CornuCopia
 — AphroDite

pretty wild contrast between the title and the narrator's voice, but that is trademark FC, or sew it wood seam. For some reason, this brings to mind Procol Harum's Whiter Shade of Pale, especially the first two lines:


We skipped the light fandango
turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
but the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
as the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
the waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later
as the miller told his tale
that her face, at first just ghostly,
turned a whiter shade of pale
 — banditfemme

thanks for that lofty comeback, AlchemiA.
you got it down to a tee again.
: )
 — fractalcore

and banditfemme, such a great pleasure.

been a while since i last sang that song on karaoke.
so you love to sing? well, who doesn't?

thanks for the kind words.
: )
 — fractalcore

chao ji bai kanasai
 — unknown

chao ji bai kansai?

is that new world language?
: )
 — fractalcore

i try to come here once a day to read a few new poems but lately work has been taking priority. other than that i am well, thank you for asking.
 — raskolniikov

good to know you're fine, rask.
thanks for always stopping by.
: )
 — fractalcore

good poem
 — stout

thanks for your kindness, stout.
: )
 — fractalcore

!
 — unknown

seems you are quite different
have to get a look inside to see the symmetry...
i am enjoying you
that is a fract.......

Lily
 — Liliana

Well balanced
 — larrylark

hi, Liliana.

i enjoy myself, too, at times.
mostly, i enjoy myaself, too.
otherwise, i hate myself all the way.

thanks for having a closer look.
: )
 — fractalcore

mr. larry tightrope artist lark,
thank you, sir.
: )
 — fractalcore

I use English correctly, when you impersonate me - you don't.  I hate that.
— unknown

It's not poetry, it's an infringement of human rights.  
— unknown
 — unknown

last unk,

your copy-paste ability is amusing.
thanks for stopping by though.
: )
 — fractalcore

where eees the newl poe ate tree
i wanted to comment  
.... was math-e-magical

Lily
 — Liliana

thanks, Lily.

i just made it visible and available to you.
: )
 — fractalcore

Why don't you get a book out on English grammar?  I write English correctly, you don't.
— unknown

Dear corrupt moderator, why don't you delete all of FRACTALCORE's poems?
- unknown
 — unknown

hey, unky.

how are you today, man?
aren 't you supposed to be whining about
the poems in my fave list? they're eating up
space but are pieces i've learned a lot from
as i am learning a lot from your wording.
: )
 — fractalcore

i like how fame fluctuates makes fame read like flame ... nice idea. fits the poem and your style.
 — listen

thank you so much, listen.

i miss reading your works.
will catch up with you later.
: )
 — fractalcore

can we ever learn from your writing? you never show it.  irritating rip offs that aggravate learning disabilities and cripple confidence.  if i were you I'd feel ashamed.
 — unknown

hi, unky.

i really do think this has a lot to offer -- two, sometimes three or
more, for the price of one. but the failure in getting the point
across is entirely my fault and i contradict myself very often.

i deserve to die, unky.
kill me.
: )
 — fractalcore

really pathetic comment, have I ever given you permission to call me unky or use my poetry?  your inverted death threats are sick, you are sick.
 — unknown

you're too thick to ever understand the meaning or point to words, you just vomit them back up and apply some sicko child molester meaning that was never there.  I really hate you.  you're an obscenity.
 — unknown

Very strong words unknown^^

I do get the feeling that you are taking your attacks on fc a little bit too personal.

"sicko child molester meaning"

"your inverted death threats are sick, you are sick"

"I really hate you.  you're an obscenity."

"you are sick."

Very personal attacks. If you don't like his poetry just avoid reading it. What you are doing on the other hand is harassment.
 — unknown

What YOU are doing is harassment.  My comments merely state the truth.
 — unknown

You can say the truth without sounding offensive.
 — unknown

Suppose I wrote lies about you, stole your work, issued death threats to you and your family and then tried to make out that YOU were a murderer?  YOU'RE SICK FASCISTS.
 — unknown

I don't sound offensive.  If I sound pissed off, that's because I am.
 — unknown

" YOU'RE SICK FASCISTS."

None of the previous poets, whose work he uses , seemed to mind. I don't think if any of the poets told him to stop, he'd keep using their stuff.
 — unknown

Whole threads dedicated to people minding, did you miss them?  Lies.
 — unknown

.. probably deleted them.  soooooooooooooooo corrupt.
 — unknown

"really pathetic comment, have I ever given you permission to call me unky or use my poetry?  your inverted death threats are sick, you are sick.
— unknown

you're too thick to ever understand the meaning or point to words, you just vomit them back up and apply some sicko child molester meaning that was never there.  I really hate you.  you're an obscenity.
— unknown"



ok, "whatever-you-call-yourself" dued/dued-it.

is that all you're getting from the piece? you're very grotesquely
imaginative and i like that. we need people like you here.

thanks for always taking the time.
; )
 — fractalcore

"Very strong words unknown^^

I do get the feeling that you are taking your attacks on fc a little bit too personal.

"sicko child molester meaning"

"your inverted death threats are sick, you are sick"

"I really hate you.  you're an obscenity."

"you are sick."

Very personal attacks. If you don't like his poetry just avoid reading it. What you are doing on the other hand is harassment.
— unknown"


other unknown,

a very kind gesture, thank you, and rather pacifist than fascist.
we expect this kind of reaction from that certain type of person and
that's the it is here and that's the way some people are and this is
the way i am and i never intend to offend.

i really appreciate your dealing with it.
: )
 — fractalcore

Poison.  I'll pray for you both.
 — unknown

write an antidote in a poem, why don't you.
c'mon, man. there's that yearning in you
waiting to be released and get heard/read.
in a poem, that is.

: )
 — fractalcore

No thanks unknown who wants to "pray" for me, I'd prefer talking straight to god myself without having a biased hypocrite do my talking for me. Besides coming from you I don't think he'll help me that much, he'll probably send you a little gift though-
some more poison to test your faith.
 — unknown

we're all free to think/do what we want within [or without] certain limits;
it's a learning curve all the way.
: )
 — fractalcore

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